We only spent a day sweating it out in Palenque before we headed for the mountains of Chiapas to cool off. As expected, the bus ride up was big-time beautiful as we bumped and bounced our way out of the jungle and into pine-covered forests before an eventual descent into San Cristobal De La Casas. All the cool kids just call it San Cris' by the way, but Julia and I could never call it that with a straight face.
Every afternoon a monstrous wall of bright white clouds would billow up from the East like something out of a movie. The Clouds wasn't a scary movie though because they were peaceful pillows that just served as a puffy canvas for the sunsets going down across the valley to paint. Now I’m not a scientist, heck, I’m barely even a blogger, but I’m guessing these clouds are the end result of the thin mountain air mixing with the humidity down below in places like Palenque or something else scientific sounding. Whatever it was, it was real cool, man.
I would just stand there staring up admiring them each night saying things like “woah” and “check this out”, and if you are wondering, no, we weren't smoking anything funny with the barefoot granola guys.
"Come On Get Higher" by Matt Nathanson
Album: Some Mad Hope